Susan LaffertyUnfolding year before us. Already scheduled with best-laid plans that can so quickly come apart. Scatter.
The unexpected changes calendars. Disrupts orderly lives. Next steps.
A look back at the past year is case-in-point.
Leaves crunch beneath my feet. Cold front moved in. So the air is chilled. Still.
Inside I’m scattered.
Numb.
Not sure how to process what’s happening. The unexpected hard.
“In everything give thanks”? How?
My mother’s response when things didn’t go as planned?
I can hear it now.
“The best-laid plans of mice and men…” her voice trails off. Not completing the quote from the poet, Robert Burns.
But I know. And the words run through my head.
“…often go awry.”
